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View from the Cab: Radio is best

Kent hosts the oldies show on WGCY last year / CIFN photo.

They say love what you do and you will never work a day in your life.

I guess I have never worked because I truly enjoy my job. Sure, I like driving tractors through the field and writing about agriculture, but radio is the place where all of your troubles go away. It is my happy place.

After a busy week or challenging times on the farm, getting behind the microphone seems to have a positive effect. That hour spent hosting an early morning ag show is truly one of the best hours of the work day. It is rewarding to be able to share my passion for agriculture with all of the listeners while having a little on-air fun along the way.

Friday afternoons have also become an important part of my weekly routine as I help Lane Lindstrom host the Friday Afternoon Oldies Get-Together on WGCY 106.3 FM each week from 1-5 p.m. Music seems to make everything better – especially spinning those hits from the ‘60s and ‘70s. How could you not enjoy those rock ‘n roll tunes? They were indeed some of the greatest hits of all time.

Radio and music have been with me on the farm for as long as I can remember. I recall hearing the radio when riding with Dad in the tractor and Mom listening to the radio in the kitchen while I was growing up. I guess this is where I got my appreciation for the most unique broadcast medium.

Thanks to the dedication of my parents and older brother, I got to live my radio dream by starting work at the age of 15. They were excellent taxis that first year. I’m sure they were tired of those trips back and forth to Pontiac but I sure wasn’t. In fact, I’ll never forget the day I turned 16 and the very first time I drove myself to the radio station. All of those years practice driving on the lane really paid off.

A love of radio must be contagious because my son Kasen is a big fan now. He has a complete radio station setup in his room much like I did in the country farmhouse of my youth. I can still recall my pretend broadcasts from the old playhouse on the farm when I was just eight or nine years old. That’s the true definition of a farm broadcaster.

(The View from the Cab blog is powered each week by Petersen Motors of Fairbury)

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